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That roach, that roach If only I could **** Would that convoke? Or I receive revoke? Or I simply choke? How I wish to elope As I head down this slope However, the roach won't go It comes out every now and then Shows its face only to want more Hiding after satisfaction My care for the roach can only be measured by my subtraction Of health, of love Why couldn't you be a dove? I'm not attracted to doves I don't want pretty and stupid I want smarmy and witty Oh how I love pity That roach doesn't pity It only wants And all I do is give In hopes that the roach will care A reoccurring strategy Maybe this time it will see me Oh that roach, that roach If only I could ****
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Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 11:22 PM UTC
That Roach
That roach, that roach If only I could **** Would that convoke? Or I receive revoke? Or I simply choke? How I wish to elope As I head down this slope However, the roach won't go It comes out every now and then Shows its face only to want more Hiding after satisfaction My care for the roach can only be measured by my subtraction Of health, of love Why couldn't you be a dove? I'm not attracted to doves I don't want pretty and stupid I want smarmy and witty Oh how I love pity That roach doesn't pity It only wants And all I do is give In hopes that the roach will care A reoccurring strategy Maybe this time it will see me Oh that roach, that roach If only I could ****
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Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 11:22 PM UTC
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